Mush, Mush, Mush

So I am of the opinion that as soon as Samara came, I became a mush! Not just the crying when I look at her and am amazed by her, but the whole concept that she is ours and we did nothing to deserve her. Here come the waterworks!

For those who are interested, the breastfeeding is going better. Our lactation consultant is great and she is getting more used to me rather than that dumb bottle. YEAH!!

Anyway, the weekend has been fun. We went for walks, she pooped a lot, had more visitors, and is backward in her schedule. She slept a lot yesterday afternoon-evening and was up, wide awake after her 3am feeding. Oh well. Now I am just trying to finish up some homework for school before Trav leaves. Not much to report on, but here are some more pics. The first one is before her first stroller ride around the neighborhood, next is her activity mat, next is her cool onesie 'Party in my Playpen,' and last is our peaceful little bundle...